After divorce I am a billionaire

Anthony listened carefully and shook his head, "No need to send a military doctor. It is easy to cause Shane suspicion. Anyway, they're ssuperficial wounds. I'll endure them a few days. When I'm free from the interrogation room, | will properly medicated them." He was quite insistent. After all, he was a man who had experienced many hard training. He was not so much weak, so Malcolm did not force.

"Okay, I'll leave a medical kit. Medicate any wounds you can reach." Anthony nodded his head.

Thinking of Lyra, he narrowed his blue eyes and asked in a low voice, "About coming to my rescue, did Rara ask you to come?" Malcolm looked at him askance, "No, she's tired and resting at home. She doesn't know about you yet." "She's tired? Is it something wrong with her body?" Anthony gazed eagerly.

Malcolm frowned and stared at him in a good-natured manner, "Not sick. It's a private matter between husband and wife. Are you asking about that too?" Anthony seemed to understand, and lowered his eyes grimly, tightening his palms.

"Malcolm, over the past year, you have... How are you doing?" "Very well." Malcolm was succinct.

Chad added, "He gave his entire properties for Lyra, made her the richest in the country. He has never once let Lyra cook since they got married. Because Lyra likes the world for two, he didn't hire a servant.” "There was a twhen he was doing housework, cooking, taking care of the babies and taking care of Lyra to recuperate. In his free time, he also had to deal with White Corp and the National Investigation Bureau's business. For several days and nights, he slept a little. He did all the work at home. Lyra thought it was too tiring so she hired a nanny to take care of the babies.

Chad tut-tutted twice about it, "I really admire him. If it were me, I'm afraid | wouldn't be able to do such a thorough job for the rest of my life." Anthony listened quietly, and felt much relieved.

"That sounds great. Since you snatched her from me, you have to treat her well for the rest of your life. If in the future, you dare to break her heart, | will do whatever | can to snatch her back." With his words, Malcolm went cold and snorted, "There is never such an assumption. Besides, she is my woman from start to finish. It was you who tried to steal her fromonce." The two men looked at each other.

Although there was no longer the old tit-for-tat, both looked very mighty. No one spoke. It seemed that each had something on their minds.

Feeling that the atmosphere in the car gradually becawkward, Chad lightly cleared his throat, "We .. we have arrived at the interrogation room." The secret interrogation room, which was on the outskirts of Suham, was very secluded.

Chad re-cuffed Anthony and tugged him out of the car by the arm.

Malcolm, on the other hand, straightened his military uniform collar and walked slowly down the armed vehicle.

Captain of NIB Team 9, Levi Holder, with a few close soldiers, waited fifty meters away from the interrogation room in advance.

The moment when Chad saw him, Chad's hand of movement, from holding Anthony's arm, turned into dragging brutally.

"Anthony, you son of bitch. Still dare to bite me? Today I'l let you relive the felony gift package. I'll flay your skin!" Anthony's eyes looked cold. Although he was weak, his attitude was not subservient. His nature was extremely tough.

After Levi saw the three, he jogged up in hurry and bent towards Malcolm respectfully, "Hi, Mr. Malcolm." He froze for two seconds, and felt a little empty in his hands, which made himself oddly embarrassed, so he took out a pack of cigarette from his trouser pocket, opened it, and took it to Malcolm with both hands.

"It is rare for you to arrest criminal personally. You have a long day. Do you want to have one?" Malcolm looked at him, didn't answer, but asked coldly, "What are you doing here? Why not do the Bureau's business?" Levi was terrified and bowed his head even lower.

"Mr. Shane askedto chere. He's afraid Anthony won't listen to you so he askedto watch out for you." Chad took the lead and said with displeasure, "Get out. | led the team to catch him back. What's your business here?" "Yes, yes, you're right. Mr. Malcolm and Chad can totally deal with Anthony. | have nothing to worry about, so I'll leave first." Malcolm stared at him coldly and arrogantly, not saying anything. That was a tacit approval.

Levi handed the cigarette pack in his hand to Chad.

Chad grunted arrogantly and didn't answer.

He had to put the cigarette back into his pocket.

When he passed by Anthony, he stopped and said in a serious voice, "Anthony Callahan, Mr. Shane said, if you want to suffer less, you have to be honest about your illegal entry. If you hide something and say something that should not be said, Mr. Shane will get you killed for the Callahan family." Anthony narrowed his eyes and looked at him, learning the threat.

"Why don't you get lost? | arrested him. Is it your turn to say those harsh words?" Chad's anger boiled up and his foot, which were in the military boots, lifted up and kicked Levi's ass hard, "Get the hell out of here! If Mr. Malcolm gets mad, it won't be a kick next time!" Levi was kicked and almost jumped up. He hissed and rubbed his ass. Then he led the men and ran away.

As soon as he left, Chad's soldiers quickly surrounded the entire interrogation room. Schanged into camouflage uniforms and hid themselves a few hundred meters nearby, secretly protecting them.

The heavy door of the interrogation room opened.

Anthony looked at the creepy rows of torture gadgets on the wall and sighed, "I never thought that one day the interrogation room is the most reassuring place forto live." Chad smiled, "Indeed, after all, you are a regular here. Those things on the wall are your old friends. With them sleeping with you, | think this experience is very unusual.” "Very unusual indeed." Anthony stared back at him, "Why don't | beg Mr. Malcolm to let you be here for a few days to feel it together?" Chad instantly went cold and opened his mouth to retort. However, he secretly glanced at Malcolm's face, and corrected himself, "Forget it. I'm not capable to enjoy this, not to mention that | have a kid at home. If | don't chome, she will make a fuss." They both compromised so they didn't quarrel with each other.

Malcolm waved lightly outside.

A few soldiers cin with several large and thick comforters, as well as fruit, snacks, packs of top quality cigarettes and a new cell phone for Anthony. And there were several new sets of clothes, a medical kit with plenty of medicine, etc.

Soon the entire interrogation room was stuffed with those things. It was like he chere to enjoy himself.

Anthony looked the stuff around and sensed Malcolm's careful attention to everything.

"Thanks." Malcolm didn't have much expression, "These are thank-you gifts for helpingand Lyra. You don't have to say thanks." Anthony lowered his eyes to cover the strange emotions.

What he wanted as a thank-you gift was these trinkets, but, knowing Malcolm's nature, saying out would only make Malcolm defensive.

When the tcame, Malcolm may, perhaps, help him reach it.

He stopped thinking, looked back at Malcolm and said in a serious manner, "Mr. Malcolm, I've been back in Suham for many days now. | haven't seen the little babies you and Rara have. When these things are settled, can | go to Lyre Spiti and see the babies?" "l want ... to be the babies’ godfather."